Sweet Punch

Andrew

Pam didn’t respond after several knocks. I called out her name, pleading and begging but she didn’t respond to me. I got several stares from a couple of people passing the hallway. They were all looking at me like I was crazy. I didn’t care. I wasn’t leaving till Pam talked to me.

After several minutes of knocking and calling out her name, I turned and laid on the door, then slowly I slipped down the door and sat on the floor. I covered my face with my hands, resting my elbow against my elevated knee.

I don’t know how long I sat there. I don’t know how many more people gave me more stares. That wasn’t my concern. All I wanted was to see Pamela.

After what felt like ages, I felt a tap on my shoulders. I jerked my head up and looked. There, Pam stood, staring at me, with a bag of groceries which she held against her chest.

She hadn’t been in the house, and I’d slept off on her door.

I sprang up, almost falling back down from the force of my movement.

“Pam…?”

“What do you w